Seven days.  For the next seven days everything but PEGASUS is a footnote. 

            I didn't go ringing last night*.  I cancelled handbells tonight.**  Although I admit I am going to try to go to tower practise tomorrow.***  And I got out in the garden for about an hour this afternoon† because even when your novel is due in seven days you can't stare at your computer screen for twenty hours straight.  At least not seven days in a row.  Actually, I think I did use to, but that was a long t...